War Letters

Dear Mother, You will see by the above that I am in London and staying at the above club. It is a dandy place right

My dear Mother, We had a letter from Cliff just before he left for France but could not get over to see him although we

My dear Mother, The camp is still muddy but not bad at that. We have straw ticks to sleep on and four blankets besides raised

My dear Mother, Here we are at last in camp and it surely is a pretty place. We are about six miles from Brighton, so

My Dearest Mother, Here we are down at the seaside waiting for a ship to take us across. How soon that will be I don’t

My dear Mother, Well Musie, I suppose you were watching the papers to see when we landed in England but the fact is we are